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Hiya! I am one of your patrons and from your tutorial I tried to draw a sans…… It didn’t quite come out like I’d hoped and he looks a lot younger than he’s supposed to and I don’t really know how to fix that??? I just thought to show you because I am really excited to learn from you!


NCT 127 reaction to you hugging them for 5 minutes straight.

Anonymous said:May I request NCT127s reaction to you just going up to them and hugging them for like 5 minutes straight because you’re feeling down and you just need like a really good hug from them? Thank you so much

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Taeyong: He gives you a little cute shove after. You: “Sorry I’m just feeling really down.” Him: “Hey, cheer up.”

Originally posted by jehyoon

Jaehyun: After your done hugging him from feeling down, he makes you nervous, by getting close to you. You swore you thought he was gonna lowkey flirt with you. You back up, your pupils grow large. Him: “What? I was just gonna ask do you feel better now.”

Originally posted by nctech

Taeil: He just continues to do what he’s doing. He doesn’t even budge or even look and see who’s hugging him. He knows it you, so he doesn’t trip.

Originally posted by chokemewinwin

Yuta: He’s smiling too hard. He don’t care if it was 2 minutes or 40 seconds. You still hugged him, making him all squishy and shy inside.

Originally posted by taetohan

Winwin: He started to get real sweaty around the waist from being nervous . You: “Gosh, I don’t know if I caused that or…” Him: *Quick Response* “NO….I went running not to long ago. You: “In the cold….”

Originally posted by nicolexleeee

Johnny: Him: “Do you feel better now?” You: “Yeah, I’m gonna do this more often, I felt so much relief by that.” Him: *Gets all shy and happy*

Originally posted by nctinfo

Doyoung: He thinks this is a sign that you like him, but after your done hugging him, you make sure to tell him the reason why you hugged him for so long and not to think nothing of it.

Originally posted by zeusmayo

Mark: The members won’t stop talking about it. They tease him 24/7 about it, even though he keeps telling them your reason and how he didn’t think nothing of it. But they wonder why he always smile when it’s brought up, they won’t stop teasing till he confesses.

Originally posted by nctmark

Haechan: Him: “Well If I’m feeling down, I’m gonna come to you for comfort.” You: “Sure no problem, we’ll be comfort buddies, I’m here whenever you need me.” *Walks away* Him: *Fake cry* “Comfort buddy, I’m feeling down.”

Originally posted by nakamotens

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Lady of the Lake

Atticus sat on a particularly large stone, gazing down into the lake, smiling. He reached down and touched the surface to create a pattern of ripples. In response, from the silt and gloom, a black-hued creature, vaguely human in shape, arose. Large, pupil-less green eyes peered up. With a smile full of sharp, pearlescent teeth, the creature playfully bit at the surface, as if inviting Atticus to reach down again.

“I am so proud of you,” the villain said. “How many heroes have you caught with your lady of the lake routine this month?”

The monster made signaled ‘7’, winked, and swam away.

“So proud,” Atticus murmured, mostly to himself, watching the waters settle, the algae soak in the last of the dying sun’s light. Fireflies and will-o-wisps rose from the lake and surrounding forest before he left.

About pupil sizes on BSD, 35-sensei said that he/she gave large pupils to crazy characters and small pupils to good characters.

Then, I remembered about Kyouka and Koyou’s talk about light and darkness.

Now, what happened to a pupil when it exposed under bright light?

What happened to a pupil when it exposed to darkness?

Becoming Miraculous

Finally the 7th chapter is here!

Sorry it took so long, figuring out the details of mixing the two magics caused me a lot of pain haha

Just so you know, I decided to deviate from cannon a fair bit, but I hope you enjoy the read! :)

Read on AO3 here

Start from the beginning here


“Aargh!” Marinette dropped the box she had just opened and back-pedalled until she fell onto the bed. A smallish humanoid figure had appeared out of the blinding, white flash. Marinette continued shuffling backwards until her back was pressed into the far corner. The creature lifted its head of black hair. Marinette gave another yelp as she met its eyes; They were electric blue with large, black pupils.

Marinette pulled out her wand and aimed it at the creature, “Who are you and how the hell did you get here?” she yelled.

The creature widened its eyes and held up its arms up in surrender, “Woah, calm down, Marinette.” It had a soothing high pitch voice. But Marinette wasn’t taking any chances.

“Stay back!” yelped a freaked Marinette when it took a step forward, “Expelliarmus!”

It dodged the spell.

“Stupefy! Impedimenta!”

The creature skilfully swerved to avoid the attacks.

“I know this must seem strange to you,” it tried to speak while Marinette continued casting spells, “but-”

“Locomotor Mortis!" 

The creature yelped as Marinette’s spell hit. Despite its legs being forced together, it managed to stay standing upright.

"Okay,” The creature sighed “If this reassures you…”

“Who are you?” Marinette aggressively spoke over it, “Where did you come from? And how do you know my name?”

“My name is Tikki, you woke me up when you opened that box.”

Marinette stared at Tikki. Now that its legs were bound by invisible ropes, Marinette relaxed a little. She got a good look at the creature. Apart from the electric blue eyes and what appeared to be two red-tipped antennae sticking out of its head, it could almost pass for a young human. The creature’s appearance had clear East Asian influences. It had pale skin, small nose, round mono- lidded eyes and short, silky straight hair. It also appeared to be wearing Ancient Chinese clothing. Marinette wracked her brain and tried to remember the Chinese fashion books her mum gave her as a kid. If she was right, the creature was wearing Han Dynasty style attire, however, the colours and patterns were anything but traditional. It wore a long black underskirt, with a silky, red and black polka-dotted overcoat. Its sleeves were so long they almost touched the floor. Tied in the middle was a black sash which trailed gracefully down the back, to the ground.

The creature sighed as it took in Marinette’s blank stare, “I’ll try to explain as best I can. First of all, I’m a Kwami.”

Marinette blinked as she refocused on what she was hearing rather than seeing, “What’s a Kwami?”

“Kwami’s are incredibly rare, magical creatures.” Marinette didn’t say anything. “Think of us like Nymphs, though another thing to note is that, despite our humanoid appearance, we are in fact genderless, but you can use human pronouns if you so wish.” Tikki smiled in an attempt to calm Marinette, but she stayed wide-eyed with her wand pointing straight at the Kwami. Tikki continued, “We are an incredibly secretive species, we probably aren’t even in your textbooks. But, like Nymphs, we are bound to an object of nature. However, instead of that object being bound to a river or tree, we are bound to a magical stone.”

Tikki glanced down at the box lying on the floor, “May I?”

Marinette hesitated before nodding and releasing the spell, but she still kept her wand aimed directly at the Kwami. Tikki picked up the box and took out a pair of black studded earrings. “We are pretty useless on our own, that’s why we are assigned holders. Our powers become actualised when a witch or wizard wear’s and activates our stones.”

Tikki held out the earrings.

Marinette didn’t move from her spot in the corner.

“So, basically, you’re saying you give humans powers?” She asked cautiously.

“Only witches and wizards, and only chosen ones, but yes,” Tikki replied.

Marinette blinked, “I was chosen?”

Tikki smiled, “Yes, you have been chosen.”

Marinette’s eyes widened.

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Anyways just some…stuff.
Reflective pupils, REALLY LARGE irises..
Hair bristles…almost like porcupine quills..

 She can wiggle her rib thingies.The spots under/inbetween are soft n warm, the outer skin is..not quite Solid and chitinous, but its not so soft like human skin either. Somewhere sort of in between, but still flexible… Also Cool to the touch

Peridot is weird and I just keep making her weirder??

My Little Mochi 10

[Oh my god!! I am so god damn sorry about the extremely late chapter! I don’t know what’s wrong with me!!! Here it is! You’ve waited long enough]


My eyes slowly flickered open as I felt something shuffling around on my body. Once my eyes were fully open I was caught in a pair of large, dark brown pupils. They were staring down at me and I was frozen. It was Jimin…I gulped the last bit of saliva that was left in my mouth as he slowly reached out his small, cute hand. I didn’t know what to do, I was completely stuck in my place. His hand then placed onto my cheek, and I felt a flipping sensation in the pit of my stomach as his icy cold fingers traced along my cheek. I found myself curling into his touch and he tilted his head a little, his eyes showing pure confusion. “J…Jungkook…” His sweet voice spoke out and I could have died happy right there and then…I held his hand on my cheek gently before looking back into his eyes.

“Don’t mind me…” A lower voice called out with a small cough. I suddenly shot up causing Jimin to tumble back onto my mattress with a small gasp.
I looked to the figure standing in my doorway and I tilted my head with a raised eyebrow.

“Wha…What are you doing here?” I asked furrowing my brow slightly.

“Well I wondered if you wouldn’t mind helping me out” Tae answered unfolding his arms with a grin on his face.

“Umm…Wait how did you even get in?!” I continued uncovering my body from the bed sheets, as I stood up scratching the back of my neck.

“Oh…umm well he let me in…” Tae pointed to Jimin who was now staring at me intensely and when I looked to Tae he seemed to be trying to avoid looking directly at me. Only then did I realise I was only wearing a pair of boxers, my whole upper body on show.

“Gah!” I yelped a little as I rushed to put the shirt and the pair of jeans I was wearing the previous day. “S-sorry” I stuttered a little embarrassed.

“No it’s fine…Umm so about that help” He took a step further into my room and out the corner of my eye I could see Jimin glaring harshly towards him, as if Tae was some kind of intruder, which in all honesty he was.

“What is it you even want help with?” I sighed rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

“Well you’re top of our Law class and I’m kind of at the bottom…” He started.

“How low are your scores?” I questioned and Tae looked down a little ashamed.

“Well my lowest is 3…” Tae replied, and I raised an eyebrow a little curious.

“And your highest?” I continued.

“Well…It’s only 4…” Tae looked down once again and I found myself cackling out loud and he darted a glare at me. “Hey! I’m being serious here!”

“Sorry…I just, I can’t believe you got 4 out of 180! How is that even possible?!” I added and he just shrugged his shoulders in response, and I could see the embarrassment and sadness in his eyes and I kinda felt bad for him…“Well I was planning on turning you down, but with scores like that you need all the help you can get. Luckily you came to the right person” I confidently stated then I felt a soft tug on my arm. When I looked down Jimin was gritting his teeth violently. “What is it Jimini…Jimin?” I stopped a little hesitant as I didn’t want to make myself look pathetic in front of Taehyung, so I decide to call Jiminie by his actual name…

“Hungry…” Jimin answered in a whiney, but cute kind of voice.

“I’ll make you something in a second” I replied before turning back to Taehyung who had a keen eye on Jimin.

“What’s your name then?” Tae asked looking down at Jimin with a rectangular sort of smile. Jimin stumbled back behind me which made me smile a little.

“His name is Jimin” I answered for him and Tae continued to look to Jimin before slowly moving closer

“Not much of a talker huh?” He questioned approaching him as if he were a child.

“K…Kookie…” Jimin cried out and my heart thumped as he came out with the new name ‘Kookie’. I usually hated nicknames with a passion. I had always been against them, even when my ex girlfriend called me babe it made me puke inside my mouth…but something about that name coming from Jimin’s plump lips, it was like music to my ears.

“Sorry Tae. He doesn’t seem to like you” I pushed Tae back a little trying to protect Jimin.

“Awwh…Here I thought I was a likeable person” Tae groaned a little before shrugging his shoulders then skipping into the main room like a child. I turned down to Jimin and placed my hands on his shoulders.

“He isn’t going to hurt you Jiminie-Hyung. I promise” I reassured and his eyes followed to where Taehyung was then he quickly turned back to me shaking his head vastly. “You don’t have to talk to him ok. Just sit with us and I’ll make you something to eat alright?” I suggested and he looked down as if he was thinking before I felt his small fingers intertwine with mine, looking up at me with his signature eye smile.
We both walked into the main room hand in hand and I noticed Taehyung was looking around the room with a kind of satisfied expression. His eyes then averted down to mine and Jimin’s hands that were enclosed in each other’s. “Is it ok if we talk in the kitchen? Need to make some food” I stated.

“No not at all” Taehyung replied with his hands behind his back. Jimin stayed pressed up against my side as we walked into the kitchen together. I attempted to let go of Jimin’s hand, but he had a strong grip and he wasn’t going to let go.

“Jiminie…” I whispered under my breath in hope that he would let go. I had to pry his fingers away from mine and I could tell by his face he was not impressed, but how else was I supposed to make food…Couldn’t exactly do it one handed.

“So what you cooking?” Taehyung leaned over the kitchen counter trying to get a glimpse of what I was cooking.

“Just some pasta” I blankly replied placing the pan on the cooker.

“Is that pasta for 3?” Taehyung grinned and I closed my eyes with a sigh. First he came into my home without asking my permission, then he asks for my help, and then he was expecting me to make him food…

“I’ve only put in enough for Jimin.” I answered back as I poured the water into the pan.

“Oh well here!” Taehyung reached into the bag of pasta before pulling out a large handful of it and placing it into the pan. “Now there’s enough!”

“Yeah…now there’s enough” I clutched into the wooden spoon tightly. I was so close to smacking him, but I knew it would only scare Jimin…

“Rude.” Jimin spoke up and Taehyung’s eyes fell to where Jimin was sat on the counter, swinging his legs back and fourth innocently.

“Sorry?” Taehyung questioned.

“I said that’s rude.” Jimin repeated turning his head towards Taehyung and I couldn’t help but smirk a little.

“Wha…?” Taehyung gulped with wide eyes.

“Kookie didn’t offer you food.” Jimin continued and his gaze fell to me before he let out a small smile.

“Ah…I suppose so…Oops” Taehyung bit down on his finger as if he was scolding himself.

“Too late now anyway. It’s all cooking” I replied before draining the pasta and placing it back into the pan. “Jiminie, would you like cheese or tomato?” I asked looking at the jar of tomato pesto sauce in my hand, but he didn’t say anything. I turned around to face him and he just shrugged his shoulders curiously looking at Taehyung who was now tapping an incredibly annoying beat. “Tomato it is…” I groaned before adding the sauce. It was completely silent other then the tapping Taehyung was focused on and then I started to hear soft little hums from behind me that went perfectly in time with Taehyung’s tapping. It was really sweet and it even had me tapping my foot to the sound. Suddenly the tapping stopped and I heard a loud bang on then table.

“My god! Your voice is so soft and perfect!!” I heard a very excited Taehyung and when I turned around he had grabbed Jimin’s tiny and pure hands in his giant and sinful ones. I gritted my teeth trying to keep my cool, but I was struggling to let it happen. “I need to record your voice!! It’s too sweet to miss!” Taehyung praised and when I looked to Jimin I noticed how he lowered his head a wide smile showing on his lips. I clenched my fist and I couldn’t hold back anymore. Seeing the smile on Jimin’s face and the fact that it wasn’t made because of me, it made me jealous.

“Don’t touch him!” I pried Taehyung off of Jimin leaving a scratch on his arm.

“Owh!! What was that for?!” Taehyung whined holding his arm like I had just broken it.

“Oh it’s just a scratch!” I rolled my eyes before dishing out the pasta. I gently placed a large portion in front of Jimin with a smile “You need to eat more” I nodded before harshly slamming a small portion in front of Taehyung. “Here’s yours.”

“Thanks for the grub!” Taehyung clapped his hands excitedly before stuffing his face, clearly putting too much pasta in his mouth, whereas Jimin was more graceful, he took small mouthfuls, slowly chomping down on the pasta making a satisfied hum at every bite. “Wow you’re a really good cook!” Taehyung stated with his mouthful and I could see all the equations…
There was a long awkward silence and I had no idea how to break it. All I could hear was the loud chewing of pasta in Taehyung’s mouth. Suddenly my phone started to ring loudly and it made Jimin jump a little. I picked out my phone and the caller ID read 'Unknown’
Jungkook: Hello..?
??????: Excuse me but is this Jeon Jungkook?
Jungkook: Yes…Who’s asking?
??????: That doesn’t matter, I just want to know if a young boy named Park Jimin is living with you.
Jungkook:…I’m sorry I don’t know who that is…
??????: Are you sure, it’s quite important
Jungkook: No I’m sorry. Maybe if you leave a name I can call back?
??????: I can’t
Jungkook: That’s a shame. Goodbye.
_______________________ I hung up the phone before looking at the smiling Jimin enjoying his pasta. I don’t know why, but something just didn’t seem right about that call. Like how did he know my name and how did he know Jimin was even with me. He has only been with me a few days….
I guess I had been staring at Jimin for too long because the look I was given by Taehyung was questionable. “Are you guys…like really together?” He asked tilting his head and Jimin looked up from his bowl his cheeks filled so he looked like an adorable chipmunk.

“…T-together?” I stuttered a little looking down at the counter.

“Well yeah, for starters he was laid on top of you this morning, then you were holding hands and the way you looked at him…I don’t know, just seems like you are together” Taehyung explained and I scratched the back of my neck trying to think of something to say.

“…No, it’s not like that” I answered with a gulp, and he suddenly lunged to Jimin pulling him close against his chest.

“Great! That means I can have this cutie!” Taehyung squealed and I frowned deeply. I was about to pry him off Jimin again, but Jimin had already beaten me to it. Jimin had grabbed Taehyung’s arms and pushed him off with a growl, like he was some kind of dog, well more like a puppy…a cute puppy. “Hey…Don’t you find me annoyingly cute?” Taehyung smirked before pulling a silly face that was supposed to be 'cute’ I mean it was cute, but I wasn’t falling for it…Jimin then jumped down from the counter without a word, completely ignoring Tae, and he waddled his way over to my side. He sighed before resting on his tip toes and placing a small kiss on my cheek. My immediate reaction was to gasp, but I didn’t want anyone to know it affected me…plus I didn’t want to believe it affected me, so instead I just smiled and nodded down at him. “You lie!” Taehyung pointed and chuckled.

“Lie?” I tilted my head a little confused by his words.

“Well he just kissed your cheek” Taehyung shook his head with a box like grin.

“I was saying thank you for the food” Jimin bleakly replied before pushing himself against my side.

“Well where’s my thank you?! I want a kiss on the cheek!” Taehyung whined.

“Only Kookie gets my kiss” Jimin replied simply as if what he just said meant nothing. I choked on air from the shock of his words.

“Well I’ll come back tomorrow then! You can start tutoring me!” Taehyung blurted before he started to hurry for the exit.

“BYE!” I yelled just before I heard the door slam. I sighed in relief before leaning against the kitchen sink. “What an idiot jeez…”

“I don’t like him.” Jimin crossed his arms with a humph.

“He’s just a little simple minded.” I added, absently ruffling Jimin’s hair.

“He called me cute” Jimin pouted and I just chuckled rolling my eyes.

“You are” I accidentally spoke my mind and after I realised what I said I wanted to kick my myself. “I mean…”

“You think I’m cute?” Jimin looked up cocking his head to the side, his eyes turning into crescents as he smiled widely.

“Well, don’t you think you’re cute?” I tried to reverse the question in hope to save myself.

“I don’t know…and hey, you didn’t answer my question” Jimin continued in a childish like tone which only made my heart scream.

“I…well…You are quite cute…” I admitted and when I looked down at Jimin expecting a disgusted look on his face he just giggled softly before wrapping his arms around my waist.

“Kookie is quite cute too…” Jimin added and all the blood in my body rushed to my cheeks. It was so hard to believe that this once conserved, quiet and sad boy was now attached to my waist, giggling softy…I was glad that he had opened up to me. Well he hadn’t really opened up to me, but he was more talkative and he seemed happier as well. I gently placed an arm around his back before resting my head on top  of his blonde mop of hair.
Although everything seemed quite perfect in that moment, something quite worrying kept burning in the pit of my stomach. That phone call was so  ominous…I wanted to know who that person was on the phone, but at the same time I didn’t, the voice was definitely male and it was quite deep with a booming tone. It sounded so dark…but this person knew something about Jimin…At the time I remember thinking about how he must have something to do with Jimin’s past, but if I asked it might just push Jimin away from me again, and we would be right back at square one…

[Again I am so sorry! I made it longer then usual as an apology and also I’m going to be posting a Jikook one shot later today as an apology and a thank you, because…I HIT OVER 100 FOLLOWERS!! Honestly can’t thank you all enough! I know to some people that might seem quite small, but honestly that’s amazing and I can’t express my gratitude! Thank you again I hope you enjoyed this chapter! 🔥🙌🏻💜]

The practice of scales and arpeggios need never be mechanical or uninteresting. This depends upon the attitude in which the teacher places the pupil. In fact, the teacher is largely responsible if the pupil finds scale practice dry and tiresome. It is because the pupil has not been given enough to think about in scale playing, not enough to look out for in nuance, evenness, touch, rhythm, etc., etc.
—  Josef Lhévinne

Meet my character: Sela Wyssrael

➥ What is your character’s full name?: Sela Wyssrael

➥ Do they have any brothers or sisters?: Sela has two adopted Lalafell sisters. Lunabell and Mirabelle a Plainsfolk and Dunesfolk respectively. 

➥ What kind of eyes do they have?: Sela has large, thick-lashed eyes with the usual large Keeper pupils, her irises are a deep bottle green.

➥ What kind of hair do they have?: She keeps her hair long and usually keeps part of it in a braid to keep it out of her face when she’s working. It’s somewhat curly and can get wild looking if she’s out in the rain and lets it dry or just ignores it. She likes to decorate with small bits of beads and little metal charms and colorful thread. There’s always a good chance that there’s a leaf or small branch that has hitched a ride that she’s unware of.

➥ What is their complexion like?: Thanks to her nocturnal nature, her skin is quite pale. She has a dusting of lighter colored freckles and the usual subtle stripes.

➥ What body type are they?: She’s average Keeper height, hitting around 5’1”. She could probably use a few more regular meals as she’s on the thin side but it mostly because she’s always working. So she’s slim, but stronger than she looks. (but it’s not like she’s going to win any arm wrestling contests.)

➥ What is listening to their voice like?: It’s pleasant enough. She enunciates clearly as a mage’s words are a large part of their arsenal. She can bellow like an aldgoat though, thanks to using a vocalization that was used to call home wayward livestock (and sisters), to signal for help and general long distance communication. If she’s stressed, excited or rushed she’ll slip into a more Limsan accent at times.

➥ What do they hate most about themselves?: She feels she can’t work hard enough. She is often unhappy with the precision of her weaving. That she’s not as open and friendly as her sisters.

➥ Do they have a favorite quote?: Not at the moment. 

➥ What sort of music do they enjoy?: The first place you’ll probably run into is at a music or performance event of some kind. She loves music of all kinds and is always interested in discovering new things. She admires bards and other performers so maybe someday she’ll take that path herself.

➥ Have/would they ever cheat(ed) on a partner?: NEVER.

➥ Have they been cheated on by a partner?: Once.

➥ Have they ever lost someone close to them?: No. She often feels guilty that she hasn’t been touched by the losses others have suffered.

➥ What is their favorite sound?: The wind in the trees at night. The sound of rain pattering on her tent when she’s half asleep.

➥ Are they judgmental of others?: Not exactly of other people but she’ll pretend she’s not studying the seams of someone’s tunic and judging the quality of work.

➥ Have they ever been drunk?: Once and she horked in the bushes and it was terrible and she’s never doing it again. (But she does like to drink in moderation. She likes to try new flavors and is fascinated by how many bartenders turn it into a performance.)

➥ What are they like when they stay up all night?: If you mean if she’s kept up all day, which happens. She’s bleary, she’ll try to play it off and act like she’s a functioning member of society. What really happens is she drinks a lot of coffee, laughs at ALL your jokes and will be found passed out sleeping in weird positions in even weirder places.

➥ Have they ever been arrested?: No.

➥ What evokes strong memories for them?: The smell of the sea and certain fish dishes. The smell of ozone before a storm. The smell of singed hair will put her on edge. Lavender and leather.  

➥ What do they do on rainy days?: Everything she’d do on a normal day. She’ll head to the nearest body of water she can for a bath especially. She’ll go gathering for things that only appear while it rains. She’s enchanted by thunderstorms and will find a safe place to watch them until they move on. If she can find the time, she’ll end her day by getting something hot to drink at a place with a good window or canopy to watch the weather.

➥ What religion are they?: Sela for what it’s worth seems to have her own odd ideas about religion. She’ll curse the twelve with vigor and creativity, however. If anything, her religion is more about the elements, the moon and how they correspond to her studies. She’s open to hearing about yours, though. ((Sela, don’t join any cults…))

➥ What word do they overuse the most?: Variations on a “Hmmm?”

➥ What do they wear to bed?: Warmer months: A thin shirt and cotton gathered pants. Colder months: As many layers as possible for warmth. (While her tent is well insulated, it still gets COLD in the winter.)

➥ Do they have any tattoos or piercings?: Only her ears.

➥ What type of clothing are they most comfortable in?: While she adores seeing people in beautiful clothing, she personally leans towards practicality. Sela loves natural hues and jewel tones, particularly deep violets and greens. She favors durable, well-constructed clothing that keeps her mostly covered because it’s prickly in the Shroud and there’s just so many things get caught on. Likewise, when she’s working, she doesn’t need a fancy sleeve to get caught in her wheel or accidently sew herself into a piece. (Not that something like that has ever happened…) So frippery is right out when it comes to day to day. Now give her an event to go to, and it’s completely different story.

➥ What is their most disliked food?: Mint Lassi, there’s just something about the taste of it that puts her off. Also, while she knows it’s a comfort food for some, lentils and chestnuts give her gas.  

➥ Do they have any enemies?: Not that she knows of. She’s always kept a pretty low profile.

➥ What does their writing look like?: When doing spellwork, she keeps it as neat as possible. Because an error can carry great weight, and she’d like to be able to pass her work down someday just like her grandmother and the mages before her. Notes to herself may as well be in a different language. Notes to others, while not spell-neat, are legible with personal flourishes and possible doodles.

➥ What disgusts them?: Preying on the weak. Empty compliments and lazy pick-up lines. Sloppy seams.

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so i. spent the past two days working on this thing which is largely a headcanon dump regarding the ralts line (which are pretty much my comfort pokemon tbh) with colored pictures serving as a semi-realistic take on their design, which overall resembles their canon appearance but with more details regarding their anatomy, and that’s pretty much because i overall based several aspects of their appearance on felines rather than bugs/apes/birds/aliens/whatever else other people base a Realistic Look for them on. 

Notes on Design/Animal Basis: mammalian, especially feline-like, characteristics make the most sense to me considering it’s largely accepted the green thing on their head is hair, and mammals are characterized by possessing hair (and also by possessing mammaries). as for feline characteristics, it’s largely things like having proportionally very large eyes with slitted pupils (if you pay attention to official artwork it’s fairly apparent their pupils are indeed vertical slits as opposed to round pupils), apparently digitigrade feet (at least this is how i see their feet, since they have small footprints [only consisting of a dot] and their feet are drawn to end in narrow points while kirlia is drawn always standing on its toes), and Kirlia and Ralts in particular have rather soft, squishy-looking bodies much like cats do.

i don’t think i’m alone in this considering when i showed my mother an image of Kirlia, she described it as being like a kitten lol

i don’t view them as BEING cats though, they just have some superficial resemblance to them, i imagine their behavior is way different, and also i don’t view them as serving any similar niche in the ecosystem either, as many wild felines are predators, sometimes apex predators (as a Pyroar, Liepard, maybe even a Persian may be), and are almost always hypercarnivorous, while imo the Ralts line is herbivorous, preferring to feed on fruits and other easily-digestible plant matter. it would be very weird to think about a member of the Ralts line, a very empathetic and sensitive species, actively going out to kill other pokemon, even if to eat them, tbh, they seem like they would be a fairly peaceful species, and mainly use their abilities for defensive purposes

also i made gallade’s weird hips into fluffy hair because??? its hips were so confusing in the official art? they were practically like a shelf that went all the way around. the weird hips were my least favorite thing about gallade’s design lol

and the species’ “skirts”/”dresses” are just long fur, and not an actual dress/skirt, and isn’t removable like an awful lot of headcanons i have seen portray them?? the removeable dresses don’t make much sense to me tbh… kinda like the idea that they aren’t covered in fur and that they just have pure snow white skin while being indigenous to a tropical island, and those “spikes” on their cheeks are just idk actual spikes

in general these aren’t really all too human-like (another issue i have with some “realistic” drawings of the line, they often look too much like noseless humans with big red eyes) and just look like a bipedal animal. also, gardevoir doesn’t have tiddies for a change lol 

[tons more rambling under the cut, idk i like this species of pokemon a lot and have a Lot of Thoughts]

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Noh mask Juroku (sixteen), Deme Mitsutsune, 19th century

The mask portrays Taira-no-Atsumori, who died on the battlefield at the age of sixteen. The face, with an extended forehead, large-pupilled eyes, and sweet dimples, is charmingly naive. The mask is used not only for Atsumori but also other warriors who die young.

Fukuoka City Museum - 福岡市早良区百道浜


pint has misleadingly large pupils until he skips taking his pacifiers. then it’s hematidrosis funtimes (blood sweat) . 

during Jauria arc when he’s owned by Rajenlo (handled specifically by Bri tho) the public tends to be wary of having very young and prone-to-being-overemotional chalkurite children hanging around honing themselves as autonomous nuclear shapeshifting weapons…so he’s pretty doped up (you can tell when he’s on pacifiers by pupil width) and thus comes across as a pretty docile and lethargic individual (his personality isn’t really as lenient as i’ve shown, though he’s still a big pushover.

  • Aries: Quite dark and narrow, but widen when they're laughing or happy. Thick eyebrows. Large pupils and irises.
  • Taurus: Green or brown eyes which are really large. Thick-ish brows. Lots of brown eyeshadow and contouring.
  • Gemini: Bright blue or grey. Narrow, quick, and always re-focussing. Probably quite high and thin brows.
  • Cancer: Massive blue or grey eyes which are probably quite dark. Pupils are quite big in comparison.
  • Leo: Gold-brown eyes which are either really big or really narrow. Perfectly winged eyeliner and contoured eyebrows.
  • Virgo: Grey or hazel eyes which are fairly narrow and analytical. Quite thin or pale eyebrows.
  • Libra: Massive eyes which are either really blue, really green, or really brown. Beautiful long eyelashes.
  • Scorpio: Either green or very dark. High brows and dark eyebrows and eyelashes. Narrow eyes.
  • Sagittarius: Very round brown eyes and medium-thickness eyebrows which suit them perfectly.
  • Capricorn: Grey, brown, or hazel eyes which are fairly dark and quite intense. Fairly thick eyebrows.
  • Aquarius: Dark blue, grey, or violet eyes. Probably quite dark eyelashes. Narrow eyes and quite wide apart.
  • Pisces: Very large, watery eyes which are very wide apart with long eyelashes. Green or blue irises.

❤The Prismatic❤

Habitants to Planet Prisma, the Prismatic aliens are a peaceful kind, and bringers of happiness. 

Abilities: To spread joy and brighten the world most of all! It’s in their nature to heal and unite through positive emotions. Prismatic will bring good vibes through skills, such as: Singing, healing, cooking, creating art, inventions, making jokes, etc.

Appearance: Colors are the livelihood of the Prismatic, as they symbolize life and joy, so it is only natural that their appearance is cheerful and vibrant. They have pointy ears in varying shapes and sizes, and eyes with large, sparkly pupils. Their skin can be any shade of the rainbow, save for white, gray or black. 

Their hair can naturally have one to three colors in gradient or streaked patterns. Shades of grey, however, are nonexistent among their people. (Only Prismatic of royal lineage can have every color of the rainbow through genetics alone.)

Finally: The Prismatic forehead mark . The most common mark is the crescent moon facing up, symbolizing close ties to the home planet. It can also be of a different shape, other notable forms including hearts, stars, and more. 

Style inspiration: Decora, Fairy Kei, Alien Kei, Pastelgoth, Magical Girl Genre, etc. 

Some common names: (Flowers) Lilly, Daisy, Flora. (Emotions) Chipper, Joy, Gleam. Names based around gemstones and colors are also frequent.

This was requested by a certain someone for story/cas purposes xD I hope you like it! Feel free to make your own Prismatic alien <3

Not Bored Anymore (Part 2)

Requested by multiple Anons
Written at spnfanficskatoli

Author: Assbutt

Character: Dean

Reader gender: neutral

Warnings: smut, fluff, cussing

A/N: sorry for the delay. Also, my first gender neutral smut fic!!! Woo! Enjoy!

“(Y/n)! Wait wait.” Dean reopened his door and ran down the hall after you.

“Yes, Dean?” You turned around with a smirk plastered to your face.

His face was red, his green irises were just a little ring around his large pupils, and oh goodness there was a beautiful bulge in his jeans.

You tried not to but you moaned at the sight of him. He knew he had you.

Dean grabbed your hips and pressed you against the wall, your phone dropping and being forgotten. His voice was a deep growl, “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

You gasped as he started planting wet, open mouthed kisses up your neck and over your jaw. “Dean…”

He hummed and rolled his hips against yours, making you horribly turned on. You grabbed his wrist and pulled away from him, leading you back to his room.

“I cannot believe you!” You laughed. “I was supposed to be teaching you a lesson and here we are, not able to keep our hands off each other.” You rolled your eyes as you reached his room and walked in, closing the door behind you.

Dean smirked as he pinned your hands above your head against the door and kissed down your neck, definitely leaving a couple marks in his path.

“Well, get on with it then.”

“Someone’s eager.”

“Someone could leave right now if they wanted to.” You gave him a fake smile and he laughed, rolling his eyes and taking your shirt off.

“(Y/n), the gods sculpted you by hand and spent extra time on you, I’m sure of it.” He whispered and leaned down to kiss down your chest and stomach until he reached your jeans.

He smiled against your belly button as he pulled your pants down slowly.

“Dammit, Dean…” You panted and hauled him up.

You stripped him quickly and got the rest of your undergarments off before pushing him onto the bed.

You straddled him and his hardness rubbed against your thigh deliciously.

“Fuck, baby.” Dean widened his eyes as you moved.

You leaned over him and pressed a rough kiss to his lips before leaning up again and sifting through his bedside drawer. You knew you were gonna need lube, based on how big he was and how tight you were.

Dean sat up on his elbows and took one of your nipples into his mouth while you were distracted. You practically lost it right there, but regained composure quick enough.

You squirted some lube into your hand and rubbed it around, warming it before starting to stroke him slowly.

His eyes fluttered shut, jaw dropping as he bucked his hips. It was a stunning sight and you had the best seats in the house.

Once you felt like Dean was wet enough to handle, you positioned yourself over him and gently sunk down. “D- Dean. Fuck. Ah!” You whined as he filled you up.

“Damn, babe. You look so good like this. Fucking wrecked, just for me.” Dean panted and rolled his hips, pulling out slightly and then thrusting back up.

You started slow but the pace quickened as you got closer to your edge. Plus, Dean was hitting your sweet spot with every thrust and you thought you might black out from the pleasure of it.

“Dean- Dean- I- aaahh… Oh! Dean I’m-” you tried to warn him.

He nodded furiously and his movements were getting sloppy and out of rhythm, signaling that his end was soon as well.

A couple moments later you both reached the edge and you clenched around Dean as he spilled into you.

You wouldn’t be able to walk straight tomorrow. That’s for sure.

You pulled off of him with a whimper from both of you as you cuddled up next to him. He snuggled closer to you, wrapping his arms around you.

“I thought Dean Winchester didn’t do cuddling.” You giggled.

He smiled against your hair line. “You’re the exception.”

“Oh. Well, good. That’s a good pass time. Next time you’re bored, call me up.” You winked and clicked your tongue, making Dean laugh pretty hard.

“We don’t have to wait till I’m bored.” Dean smirked and leaned his head down to kiss you.

It was going to be a long night.